A Marriage Agreement Part 10

Cathy instructed Tom to go in the kitchen and find him something for dinner as she was going out to eat in a few minutes. If he was not hungry, she could get him started on some chores she added. Tom made his way to the refrigerator and found some cheese to go along with crackers that were in the pantry. He found a diet cola to go along with his snack. Just as he was finishing, Cathy entered the kitchen and ordered him into the laundry room. She pointed out the cleaning closet and opening the door, she instructed Tom that everything he would need for housework was in here. He saw buckets, mops, bottles, vacuum, and some things he did not recognize. Cathy told Tom that tonight while she was out, he could clean the kitchen floor and the master bath. She would expect them to be spotless when she returned. Tom stood and only stared at the closet until Cathy broke the silence with a loud, “start in the kitchen, now”. Cathy turned and walked back to the sofa and sat down. Tom got the mop and bucket and prepared to begin his new chores. After scrubbing a small section of the tile floor, Tom heard the door bell ring. He immediately wanted to run and take cover as he was naked except for the chastity device. He listened closely as Cathy opened the door. He heard another female voice as they entered the house and closed the door. He wanted to peak around the corner, but thought better of it until he could tell which way they were headed. He heard them making small talk and staying in the living room. This was the reason Cathy was dressed up tonight, he thought. She had plans to go out with this woman, whom ever she was. After a few minutes, Cathy entered the kitchen to find Tom barely doing anything but trying to listen to her conversation. She informed him that he had better speed up or she would have to punish him for being so slow. She also noted that she and her friend were leaving now, and would return to check on his progress in a while. She also told Tom she may call to check on him and to not let the phone ring more than twice before he picked up. She did not like to be kept waiting, which he would learn more about that later. She smiled at him before walking across part of the wet floor he had just scrubbed. Turning around, she said he had better start over, as the completed part did not look so clean. Damn, he thought . What a bitch she was, but little did Tom realize, he hadn’t seen anything yet.

He heard a car in the driveway and looked out the upstairs window to see Cathy and her friend were back. He was just finishing the mater bath and putting the rugs back down. They entered the house and he heard Cathy telling her friend she would be right back. With that, she came upstairs to find him in the bath. Seeing he was nearly finished, she sat down in her chair and waited. When he came out with the cleaning supplies, she motioned him to her. He sat down his supplies and came to her. She pulled his arm as a signal to drop to his knees. Once he had assumed the position she desired, she spoke to him in almost a whisper. She and her guest would be in the dining room. He was to come down and fix them drinks as they conducted their business. Tom ask if he could please put some clothes on before he came down. Cathy repeated what she had told him earlier. All his time at home would be spent nude. She warned him he had better become a better listener or his ass would pay the price. With that, she arose and headed back downstairs. Tom waited a few moments before gathering up his gear and starting down to put everything away. He managed to make it back to the laundry room without them seeing him from their position in the dining room. When he was finished, he came slowly into the room where they sat. Without even looking his way, Cathy introduced him as Tom, her slave husband. Her friend, whom she referred to as Mary, stopped her reading and gave him a cold stare. Nice, was her only word as she went back to reading. Tom realized they were going over the papers Cathy had read to him. Tom stood at attention awaiting further orders from Cathy. After what seemed like an hour, she told him to fix she and Mary two rum and cokes. He turned and went in the kitchen where he found the ingredients and was back shortly. As soon as they had taken their drinks, Cathy told Tom to get on his knees in the corner or the room, hands on top of his head. While Tom was staring at the wall, he could feel Mary and his wife starring at him while they discussed the documents. Mary made some notations as they talked and said she would have them typed up Monday and return them to her for the signatures. Mary got up to leave with Tom still on his knees as ordered earlier. Good luck was Mary’s last comment to Cathy before leaving. Once Cathy closed the door, she ordered Tom to return the glasses to the kitchen and meet her upstairs.

Tom took his time putting the glasses in the dishwasher as he was in no hurry to come upstairs. Once he made the long walk and entered the bedroom, Cathy was undressed and sitting in her chair. He noticed she was holding a riding crop which she was taping against her high heel. She bade him toward her and she pointed the crop to the floor where she wanted Tom’s knees. She told him that considering his new position in her house, that he did not do a bad job tonight. She was however disappointed in his greeting of her guest. He was never to remain standing in her presence, but rather await further instructions on his knees, head bowed, eyes looking at the floor. Furthermore, his hands were to be resting on his legs, palms out. This was going to be a learning process for him, and some of it would be painful she stated. To make sure he remembered his lesson from tonight, he was to receive twenty-five strokes from the crop. At the foot of the bed was a small chest with a cushioned seat, which Cathy had noticed was about the right height to place Tom’s knees onto, and lay his body across the foot of the brass bed. In this position, his ass would be up high and would make a very inviting target. She had Tom assume the position and was very pleased at herself for he looked so good laying there. She walked back and forth several times looking at him from different positions as she tapped the end of the crop on his ass checks. Being right handed, she took her position to the left side of him and holding out the crop, measured her distance from her target. She felt very much in power as she prepared to land the first blow. As a last minute idea, she told Tom to count out loud as he received her strokes. She wanted him to be loud and clear as he counted to twenty-five. She heard a yes Maam come from the mouth of her slave as he buried his head into the bed spread. The first stroke landed right across the middle of his ass. He jumped as he felt the pain spread through his body. Then what seemed like a line of fire went across his white ass, and he could almost feel the welt rising. One, he counted, as Cathy watched the mark appear like magic across his ass. She tried to land the next one right under the first. Tom shook again as the crop did its job. Again she paused to watch the results and hear the count from Tom. She had left a little space between the first two strokes, but decided it would be fun to fill in the white part later. Her attention went to the sweet spot where his legs and ass met. She put more force into the next one, as Tom almost rolled to one side. She ordered him back in position, and made him spread his knees apart wider to prevent him from rolling either way. Three, he struggled to say out loud, as Cathy waited for him to re- gain his composure. This was going to take a while she thought, but she was enjoying every minute of his humiliation.